Flood

Pull me from the wreckor watch and stand sereneshards of broken glassshattered like the innocence we lost so long agoSee me emptyand fill me with a false sense of warmth and cold, so coldI don't owe you anythingpurge this skin of feelingleft me cold and tremblingI don't owe you anythingAm I afraid ofhow much sense this makesdo I denyand tempt the inevitablecan I restrain this floodfrom rising rising risingI get carried awaycan I restrain this flood